Lombardi's a lock. Aaron? He hit his 500th, 600th, 700th, and 755th home runs in Atlanta, not Milwaukee. He's on Georgia's Mount Rushmore, too.

Favre? My hero-worship of Brett Favre is wholly documented and without peer. But putting him on the list…we'll come back to him.

Al McGuire – I have no personal memories of the 1977 Marquette Warriors, whom McGuire coached to the NCAA championship. That's why these things are never left up to one person.

Here's my list: Lombardi, and Curly Lambeau with him. Wisconsin is a football state – the three biggest sports teams here are the Packers, Packers, and Packers. Winning, losing, whatever. Lambeau and Lombardi are two of the most hallowed sports figures in the country, not just in Wisconsin.

They go on.

Here's the thing about McGuire: if we put him on there, how do we not put Barry Alvarez on there, too? Or "Badger" Bob Johnson, who coached Wisconsin hockey to three NCAA titles? Harvey Kuehn?

If we put Favre on, do we not also have to include Robin Yount? And why them, but not Bart Starr?

Had I my druthers, we'd have a Mount Rushmore with two big heads – Lombardi's and Lambeau's – and then a bunch of smaller ones – McGuire, Alvarez, Johnson, Kuehn, Aaron, Favre, Yount, Starr…

In fact, forget that: I want Uecker and Yount. Screw basketball. No, wait…gah. This is harder than it looks.

Got it. Danica Patrick. At least our Mount Rushmore will get more hits than anybody else's.

This is fun. And it brings up some other questions, like: what would Wisconsin's political Mount Rushmore look like? Fighting Bob seems like a lock, whatever we think of his current status as the "progressive" patron saint. Proxmire? Thompson (Tommy, not Ed)? Aspin?

What about military? General Billy Mitchell. Admiral William Leahy – he was born in Iowa, but grew up in Ashland. The unfortunately-named Richard Bong – a WWI ace and test pilot. Chief Black Hawk. We can lay claim to General Douglas MacArthur, if we want – his father won the Medal of Honor fighting with the 24th Wisconsin Infantry.

Quick, somebody name some artists. No, wait: bloggers. Wisconsin's blogging Mount Rushmore. Thanks, but really, I have to decline. No, no, I mean it. My humility demands that I not accept.